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Airy Spring
a/n: soooo.. fourth post. I honestly need og ideas. I’m trying so hard to think of things. But I’ll get there! My time is limited because of current events but I’ll be on it. Pls give me inspo im crying. Also! I need more moots. Enjoy ig. 🥀
content: fem view, pregnancy, dad gojo, and fluff!!!!!!
It came to no surprise. Your life was so different. By having a puffy stomach, aching feet, sharp back pains, and a little newborn that filled your ears; you were a new woman.
You remember the fateful afternoon that had you pacing back and forth as your hands clasped onto the long piece of plastic. The very item that made you shriek of happiness (?), anxiety (?), and shock.
You were no where near ready to confess to your husband, Satoru Gojo.
He was a busy man.
You both understood that. And the thought of somewhat impeding his plans made you bite your tongue.
In an attempt to continue the normalcy, you make dinner, turn on the lamps, anxiously do laundry, and try to take a warm bath— but as soon as your dear husband begins to rattle the front door— you pace inside the bathroom.
Oh.. how will he react? He’ll be happy, right? What about his schedule? Maybe he’s not hungry..
“I’m back! Guess who’s the best husband that brought kikufuku?? I am!”
Your hairs stick up at his exclamation, and the few droplets of cold sweat begin to build up on the tip of your nose.
Great.
His innocent teasing is always nerve wrecking.
Satoru’s steps get louder by the second, and when you open the bathroom door, he’s standing outside with a smile.
“You took a bath without me?? And here I was trying to rush back home to you” he says with a teasing pout, before wrapping his arms around you.
“I missed you, baby. Did you miss me?” he asks while pulling back to look at your water kissed face.
There was no way to hide from him. Every reaction and cold shoulder you gave him was a clear indicator that something was wrong. Whether it was him or the bad weather— oh, he didn’t know! He took every bad possibility and ran with it.
He loves his dear wife!
During dinner, he felt that enough was enough. No time was wasted and he asked.
“Are you mad at me? I’m sorry— I came as quick as possible.” Satoru pouts and drops his utensils in an attempt to give you his undivided attention.
You sigh and shake your head.
“I’m just tired.. I cleaned the whole house, ya know?”
“Well.. no one asks you to. I’ve offered a maid before.”
Your quick responses are what save you. At least for a bit.
Satoru’s short trips leave a balance of home time and work. These time intervals give you time on how to confess. Or figure out what to even do.
Before you know it, he’s back from another trip. His slender frame is wrapped around you in your large bed with his hand on your now plush hip. An obvious hint at your body’s accommodation.
“You’re so fluffy now.. you gaining?” he innocently asks as his nose buries itself into your scalp.
Satoru yelps at your pinch.
“Ow! What was that for!?”
“You’re a prick. I don’t know why I bother with you!”
He was just asking..
After fighting yourself, both mentally (anxiety) and physically (morning sickness), you break the news before Satoru steps out for his mission.
“‘Toru.. you’re not gonna eat breakfast?”
“Mm.. nah. My stomach hurts if I eat too early. Maybe I’ll come for dinner tomorrow, ‘kay?”
“Okay..” you mutter as his face leans down to kiss the corner of your mouth.
“What’s with the sad face, hm?”
“I just.. don’t know how to tell you.”
“Tell me what..? You’re divorcing me or somethin’?”
“No.. it feels like I’m lying to you.”
He stays silent. You could basically feel his heartbeat. Stray and loud. He honestly would have loved that breakfast instead of feeling this tension you’ve unknowingly created.
“I’m pregnant. You. Me. We’re pregnant.”
Those passing moments between you both felt like eternal.
Satoru’s sleepy eyes widened and made him freeze.
“What? Ha.. ha-ha.. you’re-“
“I’m sorry.”
“Honey, what? Sorry? Wait, what?”
His words made you more confused. Was he surprised or disappointed?
You looked away. The sun’s rays were shining through the room from the window, but left no warmth to comfort you.
Satoru realized his unintended negligence of comforting you and he quickly wrapped his arms around you.
“I’m sorry, Satoru.”
“Stop saying that.. what are you sorry for?”
“We didn’t want this.. I’m sorry.”
He sighs. His hand cups your cheek and pulls you back to look directly into your eyes.
His blue pearls watched your reactions and counted your every freckle and lash without hesitation.
His wonderful wife had just confessed a life altering situation— and here he was stuttering like a high school boy.
“Who said that, hm? Just ‘cus we didn’t plan it, doesn’t mean I don’t want it. Unless.. you don’t want it?”
You shake your head and he quickly begins to rub your back and whisper sweet nothings into your ear.
It was a done deal.
You carry his sweet baby and get all the rest, take-out, midnight cravings, foot massages, and needy booty-calls you desire, even when he was away on missions.
But this was only on the condition of Satoru keeping his missions to a minimum.
And before you knew it— you’re back home with a baby girl.
Her snow kissed hair illuminated your room. Her hazy blue eyes that made you want to squish her face every time she opened her eyes to curiously watch you. It was all a dream— really, who knew you’d be a mother? And who knew you’d be such a daydream? Not your husband.
Oh, your husband was enamored with you both.
His lovely wife who birthed a whole carbon copy of him and the said carbon copy.
Satoru’s entire time at home was busy with his newborn baby girl.
Your husband would clean up and rub your feet while she slept or fed from you. No wasted time in this household.
Her sweet smell and delicate frame were appreciated by you both.
But especially Satoru. A deep contrast between him and his daughter. He was the strongest and had had to learn being the most delicate. His hands and sharp muscles that destroyed cursed were handling the tiny body that he now loved. Her small wails and yawns softened his sharp gaze. No detail went unnoticed by him. Your daughter’s birthmarks were all caught by Satoru, because he wanted to learn every single thing of your creation.
While being a changed woman, it didn’t feel like a complete new load— you had the help of your husband.
And the only thing you could wait, was for her to grow up.
Oh, how you both dreaded that!
But, as time moved on— it was obvious that your sweet girl was a change that you both needed.
Morning Dew
JJK MANGA SPOILERS in a/n
a/n: Hello. Third post! When I scroll on twitter I sometimes get updates on the JJK canon details from Gege (which I usually think they’re funny.) But, with Gege’s revelation on Gojo’s humanity being the main reason for his death, I find that sad. A sort of heart ache. So, in memory of him; I’d like to make some of my own headcannons as a happy husband/lover!
The morning sun is always beat by Satoru’s absurd sleeping schedule. Bed at 4 AM. Eyes peeled open at 7AM.
As a concerned wife, you always scold him for his crazy time management.
But as a wife, you understand his dedication as a role model.
When Satoru was informed about your FIRST overnight mission— your first night away from his proximity, while risking your life— Satoru was the first to put down his name to take over instead.
Your stubbornness drove him away. Despite his whining and begging— you didn’t cave in. It was all in the name of independence!
The afternoon where you were supposed to leave was filled of your husband’s sighs and pouts. His personality was on full display for not getting his way.
After receiving your goodbye kiss and instructions on how to productively take care of your shared home.. you ran off with a smile and a carriage bag.
His whole day went to sour because he was completely alone. He had no one to complain to. He had no one to kiss and coddle.
He was annoyed!
His dear wife was away and all he had was his wedding band that wrapped around his ring finger.
After completing the chores you had instructed him to, he began wandering around. The home was too quiet. The walls that once bounced your voice had remained still.
As dinner came around, he pulled out his phone and dialed you. Satoru hoped for at least some sweet words before heading off to bed.
As soon as you picked up, he began to rant.
“Baby, thank goodness you answered, I have been going crazy! I finished all the laundry and—“
It would be an understatement if you said he was being dramatic.
Your first night away and he’s acting as if you wanted to divorce him and take all the imaginary kids back to your home town.
What a drama queen, you thought.
He continues on about not even being able to eat because he only liked the way you heated up food. After fighting about him not wanting to eat dinner, he walked off to bed with you still on call.
Your words soothed him in the half-empty bed as he continued whining about not being able to take the distance anymore.
“But babyyyy.. I need you back.. You said you’d be back tomorrow!”
“Well.. things changed. I’ll see you after tomorrow. Sleep early today.”
His retaliations were shut down and like a soldier, he went off to bed early. As told.
After waking up, for once Satoru was beat by the sun.
Her glow had begun to fill the room from the curtains. Satoru was intrigued and sat up to meet the half-filled bed and the beautiful view from his window.
The morning’s afterglow had been displayed on the leaves of every plant.
The scent of fresh linen and of you remained in his nostrils, haunting him of the daily routine he so often dreaded.
Though you were mature and bossy, Satoru felt as if you were his balm. The essence of keeping him grounded. Your presence balanced him out and without you around— he felt alone.
Satoru stared out of the window and sighed. The dread of a new day lingered in the back of his hand before walking back to bed to lay down. As soon as his face met the pillows, he was startled by the buzzing of his phone.
He lifted himself off and reached for the device, almost confused if he had forgotten a meeting that early morning.
After instinctively answering, Satoru heard you.
“Mornin’ baby.. how’s breakfast?” you asked.
He was frozen and then began to explain his drastically different morning.
Your presence shifted his schedule and left him to meet the beautiful morning that he always passed by because of his time management.
You agree and tell him about all the things you both miss out because of your jobs.
“I’m sorry.. I didn’t think we’d be like this” he whispers.
“Like what..? Am I doing something wrong?” you ask.
“No.. no.. I just.. I miss you. I miss you and I never noticed how much you mean to me.”
You stay silent and nod as if he could see you.
Because if he could— that would be all he needed to kiss you dumb.
Your unshared words and audible breaths brought tingles between you both.
It was hard to share because of the distance and lack of free time.
When the next morning came.. Satoru was sat on the living room couch and pounced on you the moment you came through.
“Are you okay? How was the ride? I still have leftovers from dinner. I missed you so much! Don’t leave me again.”
“I won’t.. let’s spend today together, yeah?”
“Okay.”
If you and your partner had a pet that was previously owned by one of your exes, but there's lots of drama surrounding that past. Would you reach out to that person when the pet passes to inform or offer paw prints? Or is that no longer something to inform them on. (See below for more info)
For further context, the ex grew up with the pet and left him when they moved. The pet is declining, and I don't believe he will be around for more than a year. My heart feels bad if I don't reach out as i would want to know. But there's so much drama in the past I don't want to open the door for more again. I feel like there's no right answer either way. I'm somehow going to get bit in the ass 🙃
Trying to explain mine and Joe's relationship to other people feels like a lie sometimes 💀😂 a new girl at work was asking me about us and I was explaining how happy we are, that we don't fight, how our dynamic at home works and I felt like I was telling a story book romance lmao we just work so incredibly well and understand eachother. I'm so lucky and I love my husband so much 🥰
not me speedrunning to finish this drawing for ch 7 before @matcha-milkies posts a new chapter. definitely not me haha
i wanted to do something similar to a chapter cover, idk i just think those look neat. ironic how its probably hard to read the actual chapter name in the image lol
My husband told me that I could finish all the snacks. I told him I wanted to share with him, this is what he said
“You can have them, what are you waiting for? An invitation from the Queen?”
“No”
“Good, cause she’s dead.”
He then proceeded to laugh like he knew he was going to hell.
Feeling my pussy quiver just thinking about it being used and filled so full of cum 😩 I’m such a slut who needs a good breeding session please 🥺
Proof that they like each other 🙄
Abinji
“Date”. Ooh la la, love is in the air 💕 they even match clothes, what a married couple full of love and trust ❤️❤️❤️
Sylris always asks Kenyan to go out with him. When she accepts, he’s the one who prepares the moment; the place, time, food, music, activities… he’s super detailed with it.
Kenyan is grateful that at least he has some sense and won’t take her somewhere uncomfortable, but, ugh, it’s a bother to get dressed up just to go out with him. She needs to keep remembering the maids that it’s just a date, not a Royal party.
(THEY ARE SO BEAUTIFUL. LOOK AT HER HAIR. LOOK AT HIS ARMS.)
Hey I really love the way you write it’s so fun to read and really fits the characters. I wanted to request you making small drabbles or a series on how the haikyu characters would treat you while youre pregnant. If it’s something you don’t want to write no worries. 🩷
OMGG yesss I love that idea 🙈🙈🙈 It goes so well with my other mini-series ehehe, I'm 100% adding it to the roster!! Thank you for your sweet words, they never fail to make my day.
For you! Gorgeous Human!! Enjoy <333 --
Pregnancy: Ushijima
Ushijima has been overprotective since the very beginning.
The second those two lines showed up on the test, it was like a switch flipped in him. He became your personal guard dog, nurse, chauffeur, meal planner, and human forklift all rolled into one stoic package.
It was kind of sweet—at first. The way he’d gently tug your hand away if you tried to carry anything heavier than a spoon. The way he’d Google symptoms with intense focus, like your morning sickness was a tactical challenge he could overcome with enough research. The way he sat through every prenatal appointment like it was the Olympics and he was preparing to win gold in fatherhood.
But by the third trimester?
You’re one more “let me do it” away from committing actual murder.
“I’m gonna change the sheets,” you say, bracing a hand on your lower back as you waddle toward the linen closet.
Before you even touch the doorknob, he’s there. He must have materialized from the floorboards.
“I’ll do it,” he says.
You blink up at him. “Wakatoshi—”
“The mattress is heavy.”
“I’m not flipping it! I’m just changing the sheets.”
Still, he reaches over you and pulls out the linens like it’s already been decided. “Sit down. I’ll take care of it.”
You stare at him, nostrils flaring, lips twitching, but you don’t fight it. Not yet.
Then come the groceries. The laundry. The vacuum you so much as glance at. And every time, he gets to it before you can even try. Every time, he gently insists. Every time, you swallow the urge to scream.
Until now.
You step onto the footstool to reach the top kitchen cabinet—one single bowl, that’s all you want—and he appears in the doorway like a haunted house spirit.
“Don’t,” he says sharply.
That’s it. That’s the moment you snap.
“USHIJIMA,” you explode, flinging your arms wide in a very dramatic but very off-balanced motion. “I am pregnant. Not porcelain. I can do things! I can move and lift and stretch and reach and I would like to do one thing—just ONE THING—by myself without you treating me like I’m going to spontaneously combust!”
He pauses. Blinks. That stoic face giving you absolutely nothing.
“…You were wobbling,” he says.
“I always wobble! I’m basically a giant, sentient bowling pin at this point!”
“I don’t want to take chances,” he says, calm as ever.
“Well I want to do something myself!”
He hesitates. You can practically hear the gears turning in his head. Eventually, he steps back and says simply, “Okay. Do it.”
Oh. Oh he did not just call your bluff.
You puff out your chest, grab the cabinet door for balance, and go for it. Fingers brush the edge of the bowl, victory within reach—
—and then you realize you can’t quite twist back down. You’re halfway off the stool and stuck. Pride flickers. Stomach tightens. Arms flail just a little.
“…Toshi?” you call, voice small. “I, um. I need help.”
He’s there in seconds.
Strong arms wrap around you, lifting you like you weigh nothing. He sets you gently on the floor like a queen being lowered onto her throne.
“You were saying?” he murmurs, hand on the small of your back.
You scowl. “I hate you.”
“You don’t,” he replies smoothly. “You just hate that I’m right.”
You slump against his chest, bowl in hand, your forehead hitting the middle of his sternum. His hand rubs up and down your spine. You sigh dramatically.
“You’re so annoying.”
“And you’re still holding the bowl.”
“…Shut up.”
Yes, a follow-up to the last post! The happily married, fun couple before the tragedy! (It's not like I'm still drowning in HW or anything.)
Meet Yichen Hao, Huan, and Long's father. Don't expect his horns to look the same in every drawing I'm going to make of him; I'm never consistent.
(I felt bad that I kept calling them Huan's parents when they are also Long's parents too; I just keep forgetting about him. o v o)
My universal HC for all dragons is that in their human form, they are tall, and that half dragon will either get dragon tall or human short, no in between.
Huan and Mei got human short while Long got dragon tall. I suck as drawing accurate height but he holding her up in the drawing.
Their ship name is: Everlasting
(Ironic and cruel, I'm very evil.)
Fun Fact:
During the 'Tragedy' Hao's kill count skyrocketed, putting all the demons to shame and making Sung Wukong kill count in the JTTW look like child's play.
Your husband loves you and I love your body. He can put up with your bullshit and I'll give you this bull dick. Send me a pic if you're ready to be used, tits and tongue out for Daddy.
Send your wife to my place. I'll take good care of her.
Your wife knows you love watching her get ready for her dates with other men.
Thankful for my beautiful wife and all of our loving fans! I hope you all have an amazing day!
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The Contradiction of Open Relationships and Polygamy
Couples have been where you’re at, got older and now they are divorced. Now they are warning others to not do open relationships. Learn from them!
When someone wants an open relationship, He or she was or is probably cheating on you emotionally or physically, and now just wants permission to continue.
Look, please stop this. Spare yourself some STD’s along with physical and emotional cheating. You do know your either or both partners will just regard you as “free food, free shelter, and a free therapist.”
Open relationships is literally cheating but yo don’t confront the cheater. And it’s EMOTIONAL CHEATING!! YOURE RUINING OTHER PEOPLE’S RELATIONSHIPS ALONG WITH YOURS!
You say you want to spend time WITH the one person, yet you spend time WITH OTHER PEOPLE!
take marriage for example: I mean, did you notice how it was only you two making vows to one another, and not three or more people there?
as for those who encourage sleeping with others while in a relationship: You don’t need validation from other people. these people don’t care about you. They don’t care about your personality, what you like or dislike. What your favorite cereal and superheroes are. What your favorite movie genres and hobbies are. What your favorite music genres are. They just want to use you—-use your body as a pawn, a mere object, a mere sack of meat For their own gain. They don’t care for your well being.
Think about think about it, you’re pouring your heart out to your romantic partner yet your partner is thinking about someone else entirely as you’re doing so.
look, I love everybody as Christ tells us to, but you woke people are crazy at times
Dating and Marriage Advice! ✝️❤️☦️
get ready, simps!
Just some dating, love, and life advice below (hear me out)
I’m gonna tell you what I tell the others. Hear me out.
ultimately, (I don’t mean to force anything on you,) but ask God to send the one for you. Same with the right and wrong friends. Ask God to Add the right ones and remove the wrong ones. Just pray, and wait. keep God first, as Billy Graham said.
Also, I have to inform you that you CANT divorce UNLESS you get cheated on, and you CANT get remarried after divorcing someone unless your divorced spouse dies. So make it count the first time. (Matt 5:28-32, Rom 7:1-3)
Look around you. People did things their way and now people commend cheating (emotionally and physically), open relationships, and open marriages (both of which promote even more emotional cheating).
The real one that God has for you won’t cheat on you emotionally or physically and won’t want open relationships and open marriages.
It’ll be magical—-your wife/husband will only want you and no one else. He/she will only want to be with you and know you while serving God with you. How cool is that?
please. Enjoy your wife/ husband for yourself. And your wife/husband should enjoy only you. This will lead to emotional cheating if this is not followed. I mean, it’s already physical and emotional cheating.
After all, “The Blessing of the Lord brings wealth. He adds no painful toil to it.” -Prov 10:22
And “He who finds a wife finds what is good and receives favor from the Lord.” - prov 18:22
And “Houses and wealth are inherited from parents, but a prudent wife is from the Lord.” -Prov 19:14
these men and women are your brothers and sisters.
“That man sitting next to you, that’s your brother. That woman over there, that’s your sister.” -Stan Lee
Treat them as such. Besides, some of these people are taken. How would you like it if someone gave your girlfriend/wife or husband/boyfriend a certain look?
My friend, don’t do this. These men and women are just trying to get by. They don’t need anyone looking at them in a certain way. They just want to be loved, Not lusted after. Not looked at and used like a s3x toy and put away when not needed. They might be low on money, they could have been traumatized, they could be su!cidal, they could be selling their bodies unwillingly so they can get cash. Please. You don’t know what theyre going through.
Cool story—many of these women are being tr@fficked and r@ped in YOU KNOW WHAT. these pictures aren’t consensual. Imagine if this happened to your wife, girlfriend, sister, mother, cousin, friend, grandmother, aunt, etc. them begging for their life while doing terrible nasty things.
Ayo, i don’t mean to force anything on anyone, but we have various types of evidence for biblical events, if anyone is interested. I also found ways to combat lust, if anyone is interested. (I’m talking archaeological evidence, miracles caught live, arguments against evolution, divine revelation, science, cosmology, fulfilled prophecy, evidence for the Bible outside of the Bible, God’s work in people’s lives, etc.)
the next time you look at p0rn or “check someone out,” think about this.
This is coming from a formerly “bi” person: My friend, don’t do this. These men and women are just trying to get by. They don’t need anyone looking at them in a certain way. They just want to be loved, Not lusted after. Not looked at and used like a s3x toy and put away when not needed. They might be low on money, they could have been traumatized, they could be su!cidal, they could be selling their bodies unwillingly so they can get cash. Please. You don’t know what theyre going through.
protect and look after everyone as if they were your children. Care for them as you would your own spouse or closest/only friend. Love and look at them as if you had one hour left to be with them.
Cool story—many of these women are being tr@fficked and r@ped in YOU KNOW WHAT. these pictures aren’t consensual. Imagine if this happened to your wife, girlfriend, sister, mother, cousin, friend, grandmother, aunt, etc. them begging for their life while doing terrible nasty things.
these men and women are your brothers and sisters.
“That man sitting next to you, that’s your brother. That woman over there, that’s your sister.” -Stan Lee
Treat them as such. Besides, some of these people are taken. How would you like it if someone gave your girlfriend/wife or husband/boyfriend a certain look?
Proverbs 10:17–Whoever heeds instruction is on the path to life, but one who rejects a rebuke goes astray.
Just some love, life, and dating advice below:
(I don’t mean to force anything on you,) but ask God to send the right friends in your life and to remove the wrong ones for you. Same goes for your future wife or husband. Just pray, and wait. keep God first, as Billy Graham said.
Also, I have to inform you that you CANT divorce UNLESS you get cheated on, and you CANT get remarried after divorcing someone unless your divorced spouse dies. So make it count the first time. (Matt 5:32, Rom 7:1-3)
Look around you. People did things THEIR way and now people commend cheating (emotionally and physically), open relationships, and open marriages.
The real one won’t cheat on you and won’t want open relationships and open marriages. It’ll be magical—-your wife/husband will only want you and no one else. He/she will only want to be with you and know you while serving God with you. How cool is that?
After all, “The Blessing of the Lord brings wealth. He adds no painful toil to it.” -Prov 10:22
And “He who finds a wife finds what is good and receives favor from the Lord.” - prov 18:22
And “Houses and wealth are inherited from parents, but a prudent wife is from the Lord.” -Prov 19:14
Ayo, i don’t mean to force anything on anyone, but we have various types of evidence for biblical events, if anyone is interested. I also found ways to combat lust, if anyone is interested. (I’m talking archaeological evidence, miracles caught live, arguments against evolution, divine revelation, science, cosmology, fulfilled prophecy, evidence for the Bible outside of the Bible, God’s work in people’s lives, etc.)
Anybody want to see what her pussy feels like?
My wife have flashed so many guys, Wish we would of talked about the hotwife lifestlye much earlier. No condoms allows
My wife sunbathing in the backyard, no privacy fence
This is 1,000% true. Have confidence in your partner. You’ll find out if they are truly the one for you and you will both be happier with the freedom to be honest. It gets exciting voicing/exploring each other’s thoughts and fantasy’s.
Tell him all the nasty things you haven't yet ....He'll love I promise !
Traditional values lead to well balanced lives and relationships. Don’t get me wrong, liberal women are usually a blast to be with but I’ve never known a conservative woman with personality disorders, depression, or bipolar disorder. Family life if done right centers your emotions and expectations on the health safety and happiness of your partner and children instead of focusing on what’s gone wrong in your own life. It doesn’t matter how bad my day was, when I walk in to see my loving wife and kids all of my problems went away.
It’s not a secret, it’s fact!
The couple that plays together stays together.
I sure do!
She is my everything and she knows it.
Don’t forget that relationships are a two way street.
